Not everything is a sign.*

I had the dreaded meeting with my supervisor yesterday morning. Prior to it, I was feeling rather good at my progress (Introduction and Materials and Methods achieved) and wasn't at all worried about the meeting. This status, as they say, did not remain quo.

We exchanged pleasantries and he recounted his latest adventures in the field. He told me about our nomadic lion and how he seems to have taken over a pride**. (My boy's all grown up!) He extended greetings and well-wishes from people I worked with. So far, so good.

But then, of course, the usual happened. ( Read more... )

Once home, I had a pathetic excuse for lunch, version 2 (the non-titchy snack kind) and watched True Blood. For all the action, I didn't feel all that much happened, although somewhere along the way Jason went to the Wizard of Oz and got himself a damn fine brain. D'aww. Also, emo looks good on Eric whilst vomit doesn't look so good on Bill.

I called mom for a bit and we talked about the meeting and about "improving my standard of living" by adding activities to it (e.g. joining another dance class, this time Axé) and by reaching out to friends and acquaintances so they don't forget I exist and hopefully hang out with me. I admit I cried quite a bit (which was a long-time coming, after the meeting, and continued to threaten with a repeat performance throughout the evening) but mom's been quite nice recently. She actually said she would always support me, which still brings me to near-tears. (Why, hello there.)

Then, sniffling, I went with a Google map in my hand to the swimming pool I'd walked to the previous Saturday. ( Read more... )

I got home at nine-thirty, having made only one wrong turn, showered and crawled into bed with a vitamin water at 10 pm, feeling like my lung capacity had just grown by a couple litres. A little dose of Jon Stewart (March 11, I think) and then blissful sleep. The next morning involved half a dozen snooze-button slaps, but it's been going well so far. (Except, of course, for the long stretch were I wrote this.)

I called Willemijn today, and we exchanged undying love and affection, after which she promised to squeeze me in her busy schedule over the weekend and we talked about our respective boys. Turns out her mom donated her copious air miles so that Willy's beau could fly over in December, which is all rather sweet. (Six-hour-later update: Turns out she's too busy to see me this weekend. Just have to wait it out until she can, which sucks, because I really wanted to talk with her.]

I also spoke with Elisa over the weekend, and we've promised to go for Dim Sum and Thai sometime, although no concrete plans were made. *shrug* Have to try harder with this one. *promises to (force self) to call*

I've also neglected to report back on what I thought about Desperation. Frankly? Awesome. It was brilliant (with the exception of utterly fake battles with stuffed "I swear I'm a real live vicious vulture!" feather bags). Ron Perlman was perfect as the sheriff, and I absolutely adored Shane Haboucha as David Carver (which is such a biblically-appropriate name for a prayer-boy such as he). Every scene was taken straight from the book down to the last detail and it was wonderful recogniting and remembering it all. It wasn't all gore-gore-gore at all, just suspense for the most part. In all, very pleased. For other comments, I'll let this well-written review speak for me: For anyone who read the book before seeing the movie.


Right now, which is about six hours after I wrote all of the above, I've just finished copy-pasting some email correspondence to a document, so's I could have it all in one place and try to wrap my head around it. Things are a touch complicated at the moment.


Links of the Day:
blizzardcake's must watch for it's cuteness overload factor - 2PM has this show where they invite guests over and play a sort of match-making game
qthewetsprocket's i believe this is what you call a 'tag-team ukulele relay quadrille'
redscharlach's Fannish Top Fives meme
jemmalynette's Pretty Eyes Picspam
binsybaby's Mermaid Comic
kjcharmed's SPN Fanvid Crazy (Bloopers)
millylicious's SPN Fanvid No Heaven
ohnotheydidt's Harry Potter Fanfic Writer Gets Movie for City Of Bones/Ashes/Glass Series
extd_grb_injoke, of get_medieval fame
dollhousestills
New Scientist: Kenya's Lions Could Vanish Within 10 Years
Build Your Own 5 m Dome!


* Diane Schoemperlen, Our Lady of the Lost and Found
** Out of all the hundreds of things I could be missing from Amboseli, not being there to see this is the one thing that punches me in the gut.